WIND AND SEA | AdventAI

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 27, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 42.

WIND AND SEA.

THE sea is a jovial comrade; He laughs wherever he goes; His merriment shines in the dimpling lines That wrinkle his hale repose. He lays himself down at the feet of the sun, And shakes all over with glee, And the broad-back'd billows fall faint on the shore In the mirth of the mighty sea.

But the wind is sad and restless, And cursed with an inward pain; You may hark as you will by valley or hill, But you hear him still complain. He wails on the barren mountains, And shrieks on the wintry sea; He sobs in the cedar, and moans in the pine, And shudders all over the aspen tree.

Welcome are both their voices, And I know not which is best— The laughter that slips from the ocean's lips, Or the comfortless wind's unrest. There's a pang in all rejoicing, A joy in the heart of pain, And the wind that saddens, the sea that glad- dens, Are singing the selfsame strain. —Selected.